You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your might. Keep these words that I am commanding you today in your heart. Recite them to your children and talk about them when you are at home and when you are away, when you lie down and when you rise. Bind them as a sign on your hand, fix them as an emblem on your forehead, and write them on the doorposts of your house and on your gates.
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I have not practiced meditation as much as I have since the hurricane over a year ago. The time of intentional breathing, awareness, gentle centering had the immediate first-aid effect of dealing with stressful situations in which the best I could offer was a non-anxious presence. At other times the practice helped order priorities. Sometimes I did not appreciate that mediation is not something one learns, masters and "ta-da!" you are a self-generating peace machine! Meditation is a practice. A life-long one. It is a spiritual discipline that coaches our restless spirits to breath, to listen, to re-orient ourselves toward our true north so that when we step into each day we bring everything that is good with us. To meditate on the love of God with all our hearts, souls, and might is a practice that we can embrace as surely as the love of God embraces us each day with the rising sun.
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Holy God, grant us a pause, a reset, a moment to love deliberately. Amen.
Deb Grant, resilient child of God, creative tinker of paper, ink, wood, shiny things, paint and words. The human amusement of a parrot and a dog.
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